Chinese dining table

Chapter 725 I Eat My Millet
Chang'an in the second year of Longshuo does not seem to be much different from Chang'an in the first year of Longshuo. If there is a difference, it is just that the snow fell a little more in the second year of Longshuo.

Chang'an City is a very knowledgeable city, even if it encounters this once-in-a-century blizzard, it did not disrupt Chang'an City's progress along its own inherent pace.

The white snow fell on the 24 copper bulls on Zhuque Street, as if covering the copper bulls with a thick quilt.

The snow in the sky was still falling, and a lot of white snow had accumulated on the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, which made the pagoda a bit bloated.

Bad guy Zhang Xiaoyi stepped on the knee-high snow to the nearest copper bull, and carefully cleaned the snow off the copper bull with a bamboo pole with a broom attached.

Zhang Xiaoyi cherished this job that came back to him very much. Recalling his last job digging latrines, even though it was freezing cold, he still felt that it would be better to be a villain on Zhuque Street.

His work today is very heavy, and he has to take his husband to clear all the snow on Zhuque Street to both sides of the road.

Of course, he is only in charge of a section, which is the position of the four copper bulls.

Today's work is still a headache, mainly because there is no place to pile up the shoveled snow.

Two snow mountains have been piled up on the two frozen artificial lakes beside Suzaku Street. This is the result of snow shoveling in the past two days.

Zhang Xiaoyi couldn't figure out why he had to shovel away the snow in Chang'an City, as long as the sun came out, the white snow would melt naturally.

Anyway, in a snowy day, no one wants to come out, and the snow shovel is of little use.

He could only murmur in his heart, but he never dared to say it out, not far away is the bad handsome Chen Tou, if he heard it, he might have to dig a latrine for a while.

The snow just fell last night. It is fluffy and soft, and it is not too difficult to clean.

Standing in his position, he could see the Suzaku Gate directly, but it was nothing to see, the city was completely white, and the outside of the city was also completely white.

While he was urging the farmer to shovel the snow, black spots appeared in the corner of his eyes, and he stood up straight vigilantly.

Seeing the bare and hairless fur coats these people were wearing, and the majestic horses under their crotch, Zhang Xiaoyi immediately blew his whistle.

The whistle was very loud, and the rest of the peasants continued to work with their heads down after looking at the people coming. The bad guy who supervised them in the distance just looked up and continued to sit in the teahouse on the side of the road drinking tea.

The leader, a strong man with a scarred face, opened his arms and shouted at Zhang Xiaoyi: "Officer, we have removed our armor, crossbows, bows, long ones, and heavy ones outside the city. As for firearms, we don't have them."

Zhang Xiaoyi threw away the large snow shovel in his hand, and walked forward step by step while holding the horizontal knife at the back of his waist, and said as he walked, "Get off the horse, the most annoying thing is you guys who eat people's heads, in the Western Regions." Make yourself look like a savage, why didn't you die in the Western Regions, why did you want to come to Chang'an to embarrass yourself.

What about the dung bag behind the horse's ass?Let me count, 25 horses, five hundred copper fines. "

The scarred-faced man in the lead seemed to be used to being blackmailed by bad people. Without thinking, he took out a leather bag from his waist, grabbed a handful of gold sand from it, and put it in Zhang Xiaoyi's hand, saying, "Our brother will stay in Chang'an for ten days. God, this is our horse dung money for ten days."

Zhang Xiaoyi carefully put Jinsha into his pocket, and screamed, "What kind of shit money for horse dung, it's sanitation fees!"

After all, Zhang Xiaoyi still took out a small palm-sized notebook from his arms, wrote some words on it with a charcoal pen, tore off a sheet and handed it to the headed strong man, saying: "Don't lose it, if you encounter bad people, check it out." Just show it to others, if you lose it, you have to pay again.”

The burly man with a scarred face who looked like he was not a good person took the paper, and even pretended to salute. Then he crossed Zhuque Street and entered the Fangshi Alley next to him, looking in the direction of Jinchangfang.

"These swordsmen have money, and when they make a move, they get gold dust, and they don't need copper coins. Now they can make a lot of money in the big cafeteria." A peasant dumped a cart of snow into the pine and cypress pit on the side of the road, and trampled the snow hard, It is better to digest a little on the spot than to pour it into the moat.

Zhang Xiaoyi snorted coldly and said, "I traded my life for money. I heard that they did all sorts of crimes in the Western Regions, so they couldn't live for a long time."

The man slammed his mouth and said: "These bastards are fished. On nine cold days, bring a bowl of mutton in a water basin, put more spicy peppers, and then tear up the mustache and throw it in. It's a bowl of humiliation. After eating, the whole body is sweating...

Zhangtou, I heard that the pot of mutton in the canteen costs [-] yuan a pot, right? "

Zhang Xiaoyi nodded and said: "Thirty yuan, don't look expensive, Hu Bing is free, and you can continue to add mutton soup, no matter how big your stomach is, you can still be full.

Old man Liu, you can earn twenty kuai for snow removal today, and if you add ten kuai, you can go to Jinchangfang to eat a meal of mutton in a water basin. Don't make yourself miserable, as if the whole Chang'an is just you the poorest. "

Old man Liu sighed and said, "In Chang'an City, there is really no one who can't afford to eat water basin mutton, but it's one thing to be able to afford it, but another thing to eat it or not.

The old man’s family has a large population, and they are all women, so they dare not compare with other families. They still eat my millet buns and eat salted vegetables. When the daughters are married, the old man will take the old woman’s remaining money to eat water basins every day. He ate up the mutton and went home to die. "

Zhang Xiaoyi saw that the old man Liu was in the same old way again. This old guy always said he was dead. He has been dead for several years and has not died.

At noon, Suzaku Avenue had already been cleared, but after a gust of wind came, the snow started to fall again.

There was another inch of snow on the ground, but Zhang Xiaoyi didn't care, after all, this was tomorrow's job and had nothing to do with today.

With the wind and snow all over his body, Zhang Xiaoyi sneaked into the teahouse where the bad handsome Chen Tou was resting, sat opposite Chen Tou, rubbed his hands that were red with cold, put the money bag in front of Chen Tou and said: "I thought I had no money today. Take it, and it turned out to be rich."

Chen Tou went to the teahouse owner to weigh Jinsha, and looked at the receipt stub Zhang Xiaoyi had drawn out, withdrew the consistent money from the counter of the teahouse, and said to Zhang Xiaoyi, "Eight hundred will be credited, and two hundred will be yours."

Zhang Xiaoyi happily put the money into the bag, said goodbye to Chen Tou, and hurried into the wind and snow, today, he also wanted to eat water basin mutton.

After the snow on Suzaku Street was cleared, some horse-drawn carriages appeared on the street. Zhang Xiaoyi stood in the wind and snow for a while, but did not find the target of the money, so he excitedly went to Jinchangfang Canteen.

Although Anqing Fang also opened a large dining hall, and it was right in front of him, Zhang Xiaoyi would rather walk a few miles to eat at the Jinchang Fang large dining hall.

Not for anything else, just because Jinchangfang can continue to refill the mutton soup, and the mutton in the canteen of Anqingfang is too thin, unlike the thick layer of oil on the mutton in the basin of the canteen in Jinchangfang.

After a morning's work in the snowstorm, Zhang Xiaoyi was already starving, but he didn't show any signs of impatience. He only hoped that his stomach would be even more hungry, so that he could eat a few more free pancakes.

Jinchangfang is right in front of you, the arrogant gilt phoenix on the door, even the heavy snow can't hide its colorful color.

Everyone in Chang'an city knew that the seven gems on the phoenix's feather crown were selected by His Majesty from the royal treasury, and each gem was priceless.

There was some snow on the tail feathers of the phoenix, and as the unscrupulous people in Jinchangfang shook the mechanism under the phoenix, the tail feathers started to move, and the snow on the tail feathers was quickly shaken off.

Jinchangfang is really spotless. There are running water flowing in the canals on both sides of the street. It is relatively easy for them to clean up the snow. Just push the snow into the canals and it will be melted away by the flowing water.

Today is not the day when Da Ci'en Temple will hold lectures, so, without those annoying pilgrims and laymen, Zhang Xiaoyi turned left and came to the big dining hall.

The big canteen was steaming hot, especially when the steamed stuffed bun drawer, which was more than ten feet high, was opened, there was a large puff of white air with a strong smell of meat buns, which made people reluctant to leave.

"Meat buns just out of the cage, new daughter-in-law..." Zhang Xiaoyi stopped and hesitated.

"Is it steamed stuffed bun or water basin mutton?" He felt that he needed to think carefully.

"Where's the bamboo chips? It's cold today, so I'll eat steamed buns and get egg soup."

Zhang Xiaoyi took a look at the egg soup, and found that it turned out to be a thick egg soup made from beaten eggs. It was yellow and white, and it was sprinkled with a handful of green coriander.

Before he could take out the bamboo chips distributed by the unscrupulous people, he was pushed aside by the impatient diners behind.

The steamed stuffed bun seller quit. He looked at the man who pushed Zhang Xiaoyi away with a bad look and said, "Go to the back and line up."

Zhang Xiaoyi chuckled, took out a handful of small bamboo chips that he had accumulated for a month, and handed it to the steamed bun seller, "Brother, I'll trouble you to buy them all into steamed stuffed buns."

The steamed stuffed bun seller was busy counting the bamboo chips, and the diner who pushed Zhang Xiaoyi just now asked him in a low voice, "Do they really know how to beat people?"

Zhang Xiaoyi pointed to the red paper pasted on the wall and said, "It says that guests are not allowed to beat guests without reason, and generally they won't beat them."

"That is to say, you will still fight, right?"

"Nonsense, those who sell buns are all government soldiers, and they are all officially registered government soldiers. If you commit another crime, they won't beat you, and I, a bad person, will beat you up. Line up carefully. The food here is delicious, just don't act wild. "

"Twenty buns, can you finish it?" The mansion soldier who sold the buns muttered and handed over a big steamer, picked up a few buns, pushed the steamer forward, and said, "Remember to return the steamer after eating. "

Zhang Xiaoyi put a large bowl of beautiful egg soup on the cage drawer, hugged the drawer impatiently and found a leeward place under the shed.

A steamed stuffed bun was the size of a fist. Zhang Xiaoyi giggled and bit open a gap, and then used a wooden spoon to dig a little spicy garlic vinegar water into the steamed stuffed bun, which would lower the temperature of the hot steamed stuffed bun.

Then he opened his mouth to the maximum and bit down ferociously. A string of grease splashed out from the corner of his mouth. Zhang Xiaoyi grabbed it. This is the essence of steamed stuffed bun, and it must not be lost.

The boss bit a piece of steamed stuffed bun into his mouth, and Zhang Xiaoyi quickly closed his mouth, not wanting to let any aroma escape. At this moment, the various mixed flavors bursting out of the steamed stuffed bun in his mouth are really inhumane.

After chewing the buns twice and sending them into his stomach, he couldn't wait to suck the soup sticking to his hands into his mouth.

Then he put his eyes on the remaining half of the steamed stuffed bun. Instead of rushing to put it in his mouth, he continued to dig a spoonful of spicy garlic vinegar water and pour it into the steamed stuffed bun. Eating steamed buns like this is extremely important to him. belief.

Zhang Xiaoyi seemed to be eating carefully, but in fact, his speed was not slow at all, the twenty buns were disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, but his body, which had been eroded by the wind and snow all morning, was recovering.

Pulling off a small piece of steamed stuffed bun skin stuck to the fingernail from the cage drawer, Zhang Xiaoyi looked at the empty egg soup bowl regretfully, he felt that he ate a little too fast just now, and the speed of drinking the soup was also a little fast, So that I didn't taste the taste of steamed buns and egg soup.

Raising his sleeve to wipe his lips soaked in chili oil, Zhang Xiaoyi used his tongue to wipe away the remaining meat residue in his mouth, and handed the huge drawer to the Fubing who sold the buns.

Just as he was walking out, the sound of reading was heard from the school on the other side of the high wall.

"Shuoshu, Shuoshu, don't eat my millet!

Three-year-old girl, no one cares.The daughter of the passing away is suitable for the paradise.Promised land, Promised land, what I want.

Shuo Shu Shuo Shu, no food for me!
Three-year-old girl, Morkende.The daughter who is about to die is suitable for the country of joy.Happy country and happy country, it makes me straight..."

Zhang Xiaoyi burped for a long time, stroked his bulging belly in satisfaction, and said to himself: "I eat my millet, and this is the reason why the king of heaven and my father come."

　A new world has opened up.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)